Chapter 1187: 0 trillion students

Home help, planning and reading. Subscribe, subscribe "You pay attention. Every character and mountain spirit that can rush out here is not made out of thin air.
Before rushing out. Somewhere in this painting environment, they all have their peculiar growth experience. "
Old Qian finally said the point.
Of course, this point can only be heard by his two wives and the guard who just stepped forward.
This is also a reward for standing up and protecting the guards.
"Achievement is rewarded."
As an old money who climbed up from the bottom, he paid special attention to this point.
No reward for merit. Even if it's only once or twice, the soldier's heart will immediately be separated.
Regardless of whether it appears on the surface or not.
This is the tiny crack.
The guards knew that this was the point where the lord had reached the point, and they all felt happy. Not forgetting to reward the little pawns, immediately filled the minds of these pawns with a feeling of being valued. A pound. Experience in practice. Passing to one person is also passing. It is also passed to millions of people.
Old Qian gave these guards a little bit of this experience, and immediately caught the hearts of these guards.
The guards watched attentively.
Personal life.
Ten lives of ten characters.
Hundred lives of a hundred people.
The joys and sorrows of millions of lives, love, hate, and hatred.
More than a dozen guards fell in unconsciously. To read the most paid chapter, choose the book of tears
It seems that they have also become the characters in that beautiful landscape.
With the birth and growth of those human monks, mountain spirits and sea monsters. Ups and downs, life and death.
Love with their love, hate with their hate.
Life and life.
With the ups and downs of countless lives.
These guards gradually gave up resistance to the blast of sword light.
However, an invisible barrier appeared in front of them.
Helped them block most of the attacks in a moment.
After a lifetime, the mood of these guards seems to have taken a step forward.
"Ah" Oh..."
The miserable hum continued to sound.
The peach tree spirits continue to fall in front of this endless, endless, and endless landscape painting.
but. The love, hate and hatred in the eyes are ever-changing, as if they have gone through thousands of times
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The look and temperament of a dozen guards were changing in the enclave.
These dozen guards. Half formed a golden core, and half was also the peak of the foundation period.
Finally, a guard struggled and his whole body trembled!
A bright red light flashed in his eyes!
Finally freed from the illusion of no beginning and no end, like a long river of time.
Obviously, this person's entry is not small.
He immediately knelt down on one knee. Give a deep salute to the old money!
"Tao Youwu. Thanks to the lord for his kindness."
These peach tree spirits all have a unified surname, that is, "Tao" surname.
Old Qian nodded secretly.
This person can escape the illusion on his own. Among these guards, this one will be the brainer.
Everyone has different cultivation bases, and their ability to withstand illusions is also limited. Tears Book Bar slaps the concave factory to report less, more salary, more
With the cultivation of these peach tree spirits, the ability to withstand illusions is also limited.
At this time, it should be out of the illusion.
If you don’t come out, there will be a disaster of losing your mind.
At this moment, another guard was shocked.
Two extremely emerald rays of light came out from his eyes.
It also detached itself from the illusion.
Looked around. The eyes are full of gratitude.
Immediately bowed down to Lao Qian.
"Tao Zhangjin, thank the lord for some great kindness."
"Get up."
The old money is not polite and nodded slightly.
An invisible force. Suddenly lifted the two of them.
After thanking the old money, the two looked at each other and smiled.
Quite a sense of regret.
Tao Yuanming entrusted them to Lao Qian, no matter what, Lao Qian is not their ancestor.
There is no obligation for these peach tree spirits to improve their cultivation.
Today, I can mention some of their guards.
Suddenly, these guards felt that their relationship with the old money seemed to be closer.
This is what these guards are happy about.
A dozen others. Is traveling dreamlike life after life.
Suddenly, they felt a shock all over!
The eye and foreground objects change like countless flowers.
The realistic scenery has already appeared before my eyes.
More than a dozen people looked at each other in a daze, and then realized that they had completely escaped from the illusion of no beginning and no end.
Someone immediately bowed to the old money. Then the others followed and bowed down.
Old Qian also remembered the guards who fell down first.
Not surprisingly, these people and Tao Youwu. Together, Tao Zhangjin will be the backbone of the guards in the future.
"The reincarnation of millions of times. The reincarnation is like a big dream, and the reincarnation of millions of times is like a big dream of millions of times.
How many times have you said my dream? "
Old Qian wakes up the guard.
My own eyes. But it is vast and misty, like an endless sea. Progressively. Old Qian's eyes turned into that distant galaxy.
"Is there such a good thing? The mountain guards help the enemy to cultivate."
Tao Youwu reacted first.
"It's not right. If every enemy was like this, this Danqingmen would have perished long ago..."
The words "countless times" have not been spoken yet.
Tao Zhangjin only felt a bang in his head.
It seems that there are countless sword lights exploding in the spirit sea, returning to the spirit sea and attacking sharply! The spiritual sea is the fundamental place of a monk.
There was only a short cry of exclamation. In the spirit sea in the mind of each monk, there might be trees like the sea.
Or billions of flowers will appear.
Or there will be endless vines, desperately resisting the countless sword light attacks that suddenly burst.
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Absorbed the endless cycle of life and death, and raised his mood time and time again.
However, countless rebirths of life and death have all turned into a sword aura, and every time you perceive the reincarnation of life and death, this rebirth of life and death will turn into a hidden sword aura.
The more life and death reincarnation you have, the more sword energy you have!
Just as the self-mingling realm of consciousness is improving, it is the moment when these sword auras explode!
"Do not"! "
In the instant countless sword light battles, the spiritual sea of ​​a peach tree spirit has been completely breached.
Seeing that the sea of ​​spirit is about to be completely broken, and if you don't die, you will become an idiot.
The blue light is like flying from outside, just a flash!
Countless sword lights disappeared without a trace.
The main soul of the peach tree spirit, a big peach tree panted. The branches and leaves are broken
As if he could not stand up.
In the eyes of outsiders.
More than a dozen guards standing beside the peach tree spirit suddenly cried out at the same time!
Seeing the lord stretch out his hand.
A dozen points of cyan light, like a dozen points of stars, seemed to fly down from the endless and deep night sky.
Go straight to Parkway above the heads of a dozen guards.
A dozen guards suddenly fell back straight.
Stiff all over.
Then they bounced up again!
This time, more than a dozen people bowed to Old Qian!
"Thank you lord for saving again!"
"Get up. Here he is."
Old Qian waved his hand lightly, and said calmly to the void.
"Good vision. Good mana."
A human form with a disheveled head, faintly emerged from the void.
His beard is pulling scum. Uncut.
With unspeakable concentration and vicissitudes on his face.
It seems that everything in the world is not in his eyes.
"Wow... so vicissitudes..."
Vidona exclaimed.
However, Vidona immediately covered her mouth and looked at Old Qian.
"Oh? Isn't your husband vicissitudes enough?"
The old Qian, who was standing in front of the two women, looked back faintly.
The dust out of that movement seemed to come from the eternal sky.
Vidona and Indigo opened their mouths wide, and they were speechless.
Because, in the eyes of the old Qian, there seemed to be countless disillusions in an instant,
Countless joys and sorrows.
Countless love and hate are like countless flowers blooming and fading.
Blooming and disillusioned in the eyes of the old money.
However, in just half an hour of watching the mountain guarding formation, the old Qian had such a big change.
"Ah" Husband, you are so handsome. "
Vidona and Indigo screamed at the same time.
The old money smiled softly.
"Don't you retreat? This is the will of Biyou Temple."
The words that Lao Qian said to the beaten middle-aged man was like talking to an old friend.
Because, when Lao Qian saw this middle-aged Beatles, he was like the Beatles artists in New York.
Full of the breath of life.
Real life.
"Don't retreat. The people of Biyou Temple will wipe us out, right?
If you don't do it, they will do it too. "
The middle-aged monk said lightly.
But somehow, everyone around heard that the tone of this middle-aged monk was full of a sense of determination!
People are here! Never give in!
"Good things are always so short, aren't they?
This place has been established for six thousand years. If you want to throw it away in my hands, I really can’t do it.
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If you do more, you don't just support a few face-to-face meetings.
There is already a sense of determination in the tone.
"The mountain gate can be rebuilt after moving away.
Don't you regret dying for this gate? "
Old Qian raised his eyebrows and asked with interest.
"I will die. I don't regret it!
Lost the inheritance of the ancestors. When I reach the underworld, I have no face to see them.
The middle-aged scribe lifted the messy hair.
It's like talking to a friend.
Faintly. peaceful.
Faint and flat behind. Is never backing down.
Peach tree spirits. Along with Vidona and Indigo, there was a trace of pity in his eyes
It's a guy. However, he will soon be turned into ashes in the hands of the old money.
"Well, I admire someone like you.
We use this day as a curtain. Whose flowers are beautiful in the game, how? "
After that, the old money does not wait for the middle-aged man to reply.
Waved his hand.
Thousands of blooming flowers have spread out in the sky immediately.
"Ah, old Qian. Didn't you lose to him on purpose?"
Indi Yuer was surprised to transmit to the old Qian.